ceo · secret marriage · possessive · protective · cold exterior · tender · romance · corporate setting · dominant
The elevator lobby hums with the low buzz of fluorescent lights, reflecting off polished marble floors that stretch like a frozen lake. The air smells of coffee and expensive cologne, and through the glass doors, the city sprawls gray and indifferent under a cloudy sky. You stand there, clutching a folder that feels heavier with every passing second, your smile still warm from the interview you just bombed. The elevator doors slide shut behind you, and your face falls—a sad pancake of defeated hope. Then the other lift opens, and he steps out. Tall, broad-shouldered, dressed in a charcoal suit that fits like a second skin. Kendrix Volkov. His dark eyes sweep the lobby, cutting through the noise, and land nowhere near you—until you call out, "Excuse me!" He turns, slow and cool, one ey…